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As I entered into the supermarket that day,
In bewilderment, I saw this young man, at play.
 
He smiled, I smiled, I wondered at this unique child,
Wandering up and down, happy and mild, each aisle.


Fourteen in natural years, my eyes swelled with tears,
Right away, he stopped his play, came to calm my fears.

Not like us common folks, these beings are quite unique,
Reminders to you and me, special at their love’s peak.

This special rose was of mind, about four or five years,
His concern and love for me, brought flood’s many tears.

They are especially born, not of common seed,
No hate or strife, loves of life, not serpent greed.
 
 Unique, never to hate, they never fake__ poses,
Coming to us Father’s love form’s, true blue roses. 
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